My One-month Marriage With Mr. Hawkins

Florence blushed again, her depressed heart lightened.

This man could only think of that?

Dirty-minded.

Florence pushed him away shyly, “Don’t you have to go? We don’t have much time, I’ll go get ready.”

She took a step but was pulled back by Ernest. He asked again while staring at her, “A step further, alright?”

Florence was annoyed, why was he so stubborn when it came to this?

And was it necessary to get a confirmed answer?

She was a lady, she felt shy.

Knowing Ernest won’t let her go if she didn’t answer, she answered with a light “Hmn” with her pulse racing and face blushing.

Ernest’s eyes shone with happiness.

He kissed her on the lips passionately and only let go after a good while and said, “Wait for me, Florence.”

…

It was half-past nine in the night.

Florence deliberately sent all the guards and maids on duty away.

She called a car and rode on it along with Clarence.

The car drove away from the house and went downhill.

Another car followed discreetly from behind.

A tall man sat on the passenger seat next to the driver and spoke to the earpiece.

“Mr. Turner, Florence and Clarence departed home and we are tailing them.”

“Keep an eye on them, don’t lose them.”

Benjamin instructed, he sounded pleased.

Fraser and forcing from the Turner. Ernest's identity would definitely be

he could claim

dimmed road and drove out of

the report by his men

to the bar?”

smiled listening

how good Ernest’s plan was, he didn’t know that he is

and send some men to guard all entrances of the bar, do not let out even a

ordered while

pedal and

arrived at the entrance shortly and smiled looking at the sign lightened

place for enjoyment but it would be Ernest’s grave today.

didn’t walk in immediately but instructed

notify Stanford that Florence is in a bar right now, tell him that someone

“Yes, Mr. Turner.”

his staff left, Benjamin looked at the door and walked in with a smiley

loud and

was tall, good looking and outstanding, a few

handsome, keen for a drink

shape waved a glass of cocktail

on the other hand shouted coldly, “Get

was fierce and

and the glass in her hand fell

better not to

with a frightened face.

ladies who were preying on him, they looked away instantly.

into the

casual outfit approached him not long after.

respectfully, “Mr. Turner, Ms. Fraser and the others are in there.”

in the direction pointed by the man and saw a man and a woman sitting at

with the woman

was able to recognize that that

in the man’s arms.

Benjamin’s face stiffened.

was filled with anger out

was smiling delightfully